Thursday, June 27, 2013

This morning I was running around the house, per usual, putting laundry in the washer, trying to get ready for work, and putting all of Miss Mollie's things in my car for our ride to daycare. I ran up the stairs in my work shoes, tripped...and fell flat on my face in front of Mollie.

She looked at me with a momentary glimpse of concern, and then started laughing in the biggest belly laugh I have ever heard.

I was offended for a hot second. And then joined in with the belly laughing. Which caused Jeremy to join in with the belly laughing. Which turned into Mollie laughing hysterically in her car seat, me laughing while lying face down on the stairs, and Jeremy standing at the top of the stairs, in a suit and tie, laughing at the two of us.

Monday, June 24, 2013

Our daughter is learning to crawl. In fact, she is moments away from crawling. Her newest skill is plank position:

She does this ALL. THE. TIME.

I am very proud of my mini yogi. Plank position is not easy and this little yogi does it with ease. (Please note her biceps. This girl has big guns! Okay, fine, they're chub rolls. But they look like muscles)

For our honeymoon, Jeremy and I traveled to Thailand. While in Phuket, Thailand we took a yoga class at our resort (I love yoga). We found that yoga is particularly difficult when there is a massive language barrier and thus you cannot understand the teacher. The teacher would direct us to do a particular move and Jeremy and I would stare at each other and then fall over laughing because we couldn't understand a word they were saying. Full blog post from 2009 is located here: Yoga in Thailand

One of the poses that our Thai Yoga instructor would call out was something that sounded like, "Plak possitoon" He would call out, very, very loudly....Plak possitoon (Plank Position). Now, every time the baby does this we shout....Plak possitoon.

This baby must think we are nuts.

My friend Debra once said to me that sometimes she feels bad for her daughter because she didn't get a 'real mom'. She feels like she doesn't know what she is doing so she is a 'fake mom'. Our moms, now they are REAL moms. We, are have no idea what we are doing. They're experts. Real moms wouldn't shout, "Plak possitoon" when their daughter climbs into plank.

Monday, June 17, 2013

There is one thing that must immediately evaporate from every parent's memory....

The timing of milestones.

Our daughter is 7 months old and I am asked on an almost daily basis:
Is she walking?
Is she talking?
Why can't she eat part of your hamburger?
Has she lost any of her teeth yet? and Is she saying her name yet?

Not so much. She's 7 months old.

Which means she is sitting up fairly well (but not perfectly)
She babbles and makes consonant sounds (ba-ba-ba, da-da-da, la-ba la-ba etc...)
She can eat some baby oatmeal, fruits and veggies, but no, she cannot eat your ice cream/hamburger/crackers/cookie/pasta
She does not even have any teeth yet, so she's certainly not losing them yet.
Refer to the aforementioned consonant comment. If her name was Ba-ba-da, then yes, she could say it perfectly. Unfortunately, we selected the name Mollie, so she has some time on this next one. Next child we will name Ba-ba-da Frank and then they will be saying their name by 7 months.

However this weekend, before our eyes, she seemed to have made significant progress towards crawling. Literally, Friday night, she was just rolling wherever she wanted to go. By Sunday night....this happened...

She can get her butt up in the air, she rocks back and forth, crawls backwards and is about to crawl forwards. But for now, she seems to like crawling backwards and hiding under the couch. Note the 2nd and 3rd photos where she also displays a new milestone, waving goodbye.

Smarty pants learned how to wave goodbye...and then crawl under the couch.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

For some reason I have failed to blog about something that is going on in my life that is VERY important. I have talked about it briefly, but have not given it the attention that it deserves.

My sister. My only sibling. My buddy/confidant/friend is having twins. Soon. The end of July to be exact.

My mom and aunt are twins so twins are pretty special to us in our family.Well all babies are special to us, but twins are pretty darn exciting.

I thought I would share some cute pictures of Mollie and my sister Robyn's belly from this past weekend. The Monkey Moo found her belly to be a very fun playground and eventually a nice place for a little rest.

Thursday, June 6, 2013

My friend Debra gets these emails from a website called tut.com. They're sort-of daily inspirational emails or things to think about. Once in a while she will pass them along to me as they relate to my life.And today's certainly related to my life...Today's email from the Universe: There's always a deeper reason for the emotions you feel, the doubts you have, the questions you raise, and the fears you entertain. It's called "wanting it all." What a system, huh? --The Universe

Isn't that the truth? Wanting it all. And I'm darn determined to make it happen.

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

One thing that never ceases to amaze me is that our baby is that she wakes up every day with a smile. A big huge smile. Even if we have to wake her a bit earlier than she would like, she moans, groans, pushes herself up, and smiles.

Maybe we should all take a lesson from babies and wake up with a smile. Even if its earlier than you would like, or the day is nothing out of the ordinary.

About Kara Leigh Frank

I'm just a girl in my 20's trying to find my way in the world and leave it a little better than when I came. I love to laugh, hopefully that will become abundantly clear if you read my blog. I also firmly believe that life should not be taken too seriously, you could say that's my motto. Minnesota girl - enjoying life - trying to figure it all out.

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What began as a wedding blog has evolved a bit. I began to write about my stumbles through wedding planning, and found that it had little to do with said topic. Rather, it was an outlet to describe some of the ridiculousness that tends to follow me. So, with that, and with the wedding behind us, I will charge on. If you will continue to read. If not, I will likely still charge on. Charging, writing, blogging, to myself. So read please!